Lord bless us with perseverance and fervor
in this land of desert shrubbery, sand & dust,
we place faith in your divine will
for bringing the children home is a must.
While the children endure hunger
and many sleep on the cold hard ground
our hearts weigh heavy at the thought
and prayers for them all abound.
The threat of trafficking looms real
please keep them safe in their purity.
We hope and pray to change their course
by providing newfound security.
We labor on in a spirit of trust
inspired by God's persistent call
looking at how far it's come
all begun in obedience by building a wall.
Boards nailed, tile placed, beds made...
the Spirit leading with Steve's vision
imagining full rooms and happier hearts
doing your work to the best of our precision.
Fresh bunks, clean water, and constant love
and plenty of food until all are fed,
striving to provide a brighter future
as the littles lay down their precious heads.
We envision laughter and smiles
echoing loudly throughout the halls
and hunger for the good news
after being inspired by the Father's calls.
This safe haven is more than mediocre
with rooms decorated in themes,
but these lost ones deserve our best
Lord help us encourage their dreams.
We yearn for them to have no fear
whether during the day or tucked in at night,
So with compassion and showers of love
may You become their guiding light.
Living day-to-day in extreme poverty
they could be seen as dirty gravel with tattered hems,
but we see your children, Lord...
these we see as the House of Gems.
This poem is about an orphanage being built in the desert in Guadalupe, MX. Pastor Steve calls it the House of Gems and talks of bringing the children home to it. He talks of some possibly seeing the orphaned children as gravel but to him they're precious gems.
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